Why do Mondays come around so quickly?
It seems that one minute you're on the train home on a Friday evening, with the whole of the weekend ahead of you, full of plans and ideas of all the things you're going to do. The things you're going to see, the places you're going to go to and of course the friends you're going to meet. You wonder how you're going to pack in all the fun that you're going to have, thinking that you might have to skip a bit of sleep just to get it all done.
And then. It's over. And you're back on that train, heading the other way, into the office.
And if you're like me, you're late already.
Oh well, at least I painted my nails a funky colour last night. Like the picture?